maybe we could live among the trees
maybe we could fill the world with peace
maybe we could do just as we please
maybe the moon is made of cheese
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dusk arising (
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You know what Teddy, You are just so refreshing and always so supportive of my scribblings... and I love it.
Saying thank you is easy. Thank you Teddy.
Only a poet could fancy those changes in to peaceful living my friend - - the monkeys must have the life of Riley up in those trees - - and as for maybe seeing a moon made of cheese all the greedy would scoff it in no time methinks - thanks for the big smile reading your four-liner gave me today dear Dusk.
Brie amazing if it was Grommet. Lovely sentiment with very few words. Favourites you belong
If only things were lovely more of the time . Nice piece of writing , dusk 🙂
ready for us to take a bite, every night
as we soar up, in our drunken hearts...
wonderful shorty, Dusk
(I have a feeling, next time I look up at the moon, I'll have a smile on my face
in advance - let me thank you, dear Poet)
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